The kids had a great time playing in the snow this afternoon. The girls were bundled up in thick sweatshirts, coats, and hats, reminding me of the little boy on The Christmas Story. They took my cookie sheets and experimented with sledding down the hill in the back yard. The snow was a little too slushy for sledding. After an hour or so, Abby came stumbling back into the house crying. Her little hands were red and frozen, a result of discarding her gloves during the sledding experiment. A few minutes later, Katie came in laughing. On her last attempt down the slope, she tumbled face first into the snow. She was in so many layers that she couldn't roll over, finding herself stranded in her precarious position. James finally realized she wasn't pretending and rolled her over so she could stand up.
We spent the rest of the evening sipping hot chocolate and watching movies. I am conflicted, hoping to be off school tomorrow so I can finish up some chores at the house, but knowing that I will not want to have to make up the day later.
I'd appreciate prayers as my new semester of school begins tomorrow. I am only taking one class this semester. Hopefully that will leave me a little more spare time.